Lian Wuyi looked at the silver sword man who suddenly appeared in front of him with a look of astonishment. Feeling the strong confidence exuding from the latter, his pretty face could not help but froze.
The person appearing next to Lian Wuyi at this moment was none other than Nie Tian.
"Leave him to me, I can save him!" Nie Tian looked at the dancing clothes, and said lightly with a hint of confidence at the corner of his mouth.
"You..." Lian Wuyi looked at Nie Tian with a look of surprise on his face and was speechless.
She felt that Zhuo Bufan's life breath was constantly weakening and might disappear at any time. She didn't understand why Nie Tian was so confident that he would be able to save Zhuo Bufan.
"Where did the silver-haired boy come from!" At this time, the old swordsman looked at Nie Tian, sneered, and said: "Zhuo Bufan received my sword head-on, and his Yuan Veins and Godhead were severely damaged. He is now certain to die.
It's ridiculous that you, a waste from a higher god, want to save people!"
Nie Tian suddenly turned around and glanced at the old man coldly. Without saying a word, he stretched out his palm and a powerful ball of energy appeared, releasing a powerful breath of life.
Lian Wuyi felt the powerful breath of life, and his face couldn't help but change, and then his eyes trembled, flashing with a surprised light.
Nie Tian said nothing and took a step forward. The energy in his palm poured directly into Zhuo Bufan's body.
Zhuo Bufan's body suddenly trembled, and then a powerful breath of life surged out of his body, and his originally pale face slowly turned rosy.
"Don't worry, his life is no longer in danger." Nie Tian smiled faintly, then looked at the old swordsman and raised his eyebrows in an extremely provocative manner.
"How is this possible?" The old swordsman felt that Zhuo Bufan's aura suddenly stabilized, his face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but scream.
He clearly felt that Zhuo Bufan's aura was weak and he was on the verge of death, but why could Nie Tian input a burst of energy to bring Zhuo Bufan back to life!
Zhuo Bufan's Yuanmai Godhead just now was indeed severely damaged. If ordinary people took action, they would not be able to save him.
But Nie Tian has the source of earth veins in his body, which is the purest life force. As long as Zhuo Bufan is still breathing, Nie Tian can save him.
Thinking that Nie Tian was able to save Long Aotian from such serious injuries in his true dragon body, so Zhuo Bufan's injuries were just a piece of cake for him.
"Humph!" Nie Tian sneered twice and said lightly: "Your strength is not bad, but your character is not good. At such an old age, you still want to take advantage of this. I really don't know how you have survived until now.
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Nie Tian and the old swordsman were strangers to each other, but he could not stand the latter's despicable behavior.
And he took action to save Zhuo Bufan because he didn't want to see a genius swordsman perish.
"Young brat, you're looking for death!" The old swordsman blushed at Nie Tian's words. He suddenly became furious and roared. His whole body surged with sword power, and he actually wanted to attack Nie Tian.
Nie Tian was not afraid at all when facing the old swordsman. Instead, he laughed and said to the practicing dancer next to him: "Miss practicing, I leave this old guy to you. Remember, you must kill him instantly with one move!"
Lian Wuyi was slightly startled, not quite understanding what Nie Tian meant.
"Hmph, is it possible for this little girl to kill me instantly?" The old swordsman sneered. Although he sounded arrogant, he seemed much more cautious. After all, Lian Wuyi's strength was by no means extraordinary.
"Smelly old man, you injured Zhuo Bufan. I will not let you off lightly today!" Lian Wuyi roared, and then took a step forward. The whole body of the sword filled the air, and the space was suddenly filled with extremely terrifying swords.
Mind the breath.
"Such a strong sword intent!" Feeling Lian Wuyi's sword intent at close range, Nie Tian was even more shocked. He couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart. He even felt that Lian Wuyi's sword intent was almost comparable to Oni Wu Kuangsha.
Judging from the sword intent, Lian Wuyi does have the ability to kill the old swordsman instantly.
However, Nie Tian could also see that Lian Wuyi had no experience in life-and-death duels. He even suspected that Lian Wuyi had never killed anyone because he did not feel any killing intent in Lian Wuyi's sword intent.
No matter how strong a sword intention without killing intent is, its threat is limited.
"Little girl, you have to be careful!" At this time, the old swordsman screamed strangely, and then took action directly. The long sword in his hand passed through the air, and the mighty sword shadow was like a pouring waterfall, hitting the dancing clothes directly.
Come and kill.
The beautiful eyes of the practicing dancer flickered, and then the figure moved, and a long purple sword appeared in his hand, and he stabbed out suddenly. Suddenly, the purple sword intention surged out like a stormy sea, condensed into a purple sword shadow, and roared out.
"So strong!" When everyone saw the scene in the sky, their eyes trembled and they all exclaimed.
This is the first time Lian Wuyi has made a move, and the strength of his sword is shocking.
"Boom!" The next moment, two sword shadows collided fiercely in the void, and a huge roar came from the air. The purple sword shadow was as powerful as a dragon, and directly pressed the other sword shadow to pieces.
"Not good!" The old swordsman couldn't help but screamed when he saw something was not going well, with a look of horror on his face.
Lian Wuyi's power exceeded his expectations.
"Bang!" Immediately, a muffled sound was heard, and the figure of the old swordsman flew backwards, drawing a bloody trajectory in the air.
"Hiss!" When the crowd saw this scene, they all gasped and their faces became horrified and frightened.
Lian Wuyi was really terrifying. With one strike of his sword, he directly knocked the old swordsman away.
"Alas!" When Nie Tian saw this scene, he shook his head and sighed, saying in his heart: "She is indeed an innocent little girl, but she can't bear to kill her under such circumstances."
Nie Tian knew very well that Lian Wuyi had not tried her best. She showed mercy at the last moment, otherwise the old swordsman would have died tragically on the spot.
"Smelly old man, this is how powerful I am!" Lian Wuyi shouted and took a step forward. What was revealed in her beautiful eyes was not fierceness, but a bit playful and cute.
The old swordsman steadied his body, stared at the dancer's clothes with a pair of sinister eyes, and walked over step by step. As he walked, he said: "The dancer's strength is extraordinary, I admire you, and I am willing to be inferior."
"It's good to know how powerful I am." Xinxing, a girl practicing dancing clothes, raised her white chin and said proudly.
While the old swordsman was speaking, he had already arrived less than a hundred meters away from the dance training clothes. There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and an evil cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Be careful!" However, at this moment, Nie Tian suddenly noticed something and screamed.
"Little girl, you are so naive!" Almost at the same moment, the old swordsman's stern roar rang out, and then the figure jumped up, the long sword in his hand suddenly thrust out, and a sword shadow with extreme speed attacked Lian Wuyi.
Come.
Lian Wuyi's beautiful eyes trembled and she reacted immediately, but she was still a step too slow.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the dancing figure flew backwards, and the purple figure drew a bloody trajectory in the air.
"This..." The sudden scene made everyone suddenly startled. Countless eyes stared at the old swordsman. His expression clearly said that this old man is too shameless!